Written: Parker Elliott, Bob Elliott
Parker: Vocals, Guitar
Bob Elliottt: Drums, Bass, Keys, Guitar
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What do you mean alone
My interest’s on the phone?
I’ve been here way too long
That’s how I come back to home
I’m laid back I’ll turn around and fix my action up
it’s way too long
Three kinds of obsolescence eat away my Midas touch
for way too long
Oh this is just the way I come home
100 miles of pavement just to save the intermission
for the moment I’m alone
Oh this is just the way I come home
Without my payment I can hardly make a moment
for the sunlight and baritone
It’s safer to find the time
than be almost gone
When I’m back in town I’ll get you back we’ll go to magic pass
But for now I lost my ticket looking for the action stuff
I’m almost gone I’m almost gone
Oh this is just the way I come home
100 miles of pavement just to save the intermission
for the moment I’m alone
Oh this is just the way I come home
Without my payment I can hardly make a moment
for the sunlight and baritone x2
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